Burning postcards.
Clues of trips to come.
Mental trips that one after the other come true, changing the surroundings in the meanwhile….
No more symbols with ancient meanings: they’re useless at all Fashions, Habits, history have covered them of remains we don’t need nor understand anymore
Clean and restart. 'Cause categories, genres, labels, don’t represent us anymore.
Catharsis….Then you’ll enter in a new world
Wait, panic party is coming.
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